I approached the entry to my pavilion when the familiar feeling of the Hensley magic arrived at the site.
Shenka. I reached for my second, just as she barreled out of the tent and ran right into me.
"Syd." Breathless, anxious, she hugged me in quick apology. "Tallah's here."
"You don't have to join us," I said.
"Yes," Shenka said, pulling me along, "I really do."
Part of me suddenly felt sorry for her sister. The look on my second's face told me she'd come to grips with turning Tallah in and was about to tear the older Hensley apart for being such an idiot.
I didn't bother trying to reach Mom, just followed Shenka, still tugging, right to my mother's office. Where we both came to an abrupt halt.
Tallah turned, already scowling, to find the two of us staring back and forth between her and Mom.
When her eyes landed on Shenka, they widened a little. "You promised," she said.
Shenka shook her head. "You asked," she said. "But I never did."